Like a quiet, deep pool of calm water … my grief lies below the surface like the fish that swim around. Sometimes … my grief surfaces just as a fish does when someone throws bread to them.

I know grief is a forever feeling in my Heart … it’s love for my son … sad I’ll never see him again. Pain for what was … pain for what isn’t now. It really does hurt so bad … though I’m so very strong … I’ve accepted it.

No matter what … no matter how bad … everything is going to be alright.

Photo/poem owned/written by Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee in memory of my son, Tommy. I miss you with my very Heart, Son.

No matter what … no matter how bad … everything is going to be alright. By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.